"Now then Molly," said Cook, straightening my cap and smoothing out the folds in my black apron with her pudgy pink fingers, "I think you're ready to take the master and mistress their tea." I flushed with excitement, I'd been working at the big house for three months now and it was the first time I'd been given such and honour. I've never been away from ho...
Dear Diary, After our children left for China, Doug and I had to move back into our big vacant marina condo. I convinced Doug, right after Louise sold her Quebec house, to let the poor lost soul move in with us as a border who could help with expenses. She is as vibrant as ever but my husband has become someone I'm not sure I know any more. His recovery fr...
*author's note* Please be aware, that I am writing this-beyond the whole, that a writer who literally lives to write, HAS to write-for someone I have had a special, strong friendship with for close to a year. We never really got beyond some heavy sexual flirting, innuendo because...we just didn't. I'll prolly post the next, 'tween his knees and knocking him...
About ten Christmases ago, Lemar McCants had been shopping for gifts with his early tween daughter. On the list was his wife, his parents, and one of the middle school aged girl's classmates. He remembered the conversation. "Dad," Maryam beamed as she selected what appeared to be a tiny white rag doll with pink hair and a pink cat in the same box. "This is...
For those who read AUNT FRAN this a continuation of the same characters. Maybe you should read AUNT FRAN first. MIN Aunt Fran and Min seldom missed a card playing day that, somehow or other, sexual innuendo did not enter the conversation. Aunt said she did not care to discuss the topic but she usually brought it up. As much as she said she did not approve o...
Sociology students take at least one course in social deviance; I took that course as well. Now, many years later, I am a social deviant writing sexually explicit stories, and you, dear readers, are being socially deviant as well. You see, what we do on explicit web sites is still outside the boundaries of socially acceptable behavior. Even though the bounda...
Let me start off by saying, I don't know what this is or where this story is going. It's been hounding me for months, needling my brain with its insistence to be written down (despite the fact that I have so many other things to do). I've kept it on my laptop to marinate, but I suppose it's time to give the story wings. Please don't ask what's going to hap...
Chapter 4 - The Trail "Life is the only disaster no one's figured out how to get out of alive." -Anonymous Vestrin The woman's contacts were good. He was given exactly what he needed; a bath, several silver rounds and a backpack full of provisions with no questions asked. Not even one as to why he was entering a guard barracks when he clearly didn't...
Let's rewind time a little from the end of the last chapter, back to when Min and Gyllen just split up their separate ways to scour the shore. As you may recall, Min went rightwards whereas Gyllen headed left. Let us take a quick gander at what she got up to by herself while the prince was entertaining a certain scylla. She was walking across the warm sands...
I had alot of feedback that I commented on the last chapter. I don't want any confusion Niala and Austin have only known each other for 3 or 3 1/2 months. Thanks for reading I hope you enjoy. Feedback is always appreciated, thanks guys :D ***** Niala couldn't contain her pleasant mood as she walked from the parking garage. It always felt good when you see...